Try to make cooking as a habit

I shall continue with my cooking adventure stories.

That day I wanted to cook Tomyam fried rice. But when I added the tomyam paste to the fried rice only I realized that it was not a tomyam paste! It was Thai chili sauce that tasted like sambal. How blur... So the fried rice turned out to be sambal fried rice. Luckily it was still edible, just a bit too oily.

The next day I cooked some mixed vege dish coz all my vege left a bit only, so I just throw everything in and simmer with oyster sauce.

Today I cooked 3 dishes! (1) Fried fish topped with ginger-onion-oyster sauce combo, (2) stewed bayam and (3) stewed cauliflower-French beans-sausage combo. I'm full until the neck right now even when it's almost 11pm already.


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By the way, there's an annoucement I want to make. I'm closing down my friendster account coz there are too many spams. If you want to keep in contact with me, please do add me in Facebook. My FB account name is YinkHeay Kong. Simple as that.


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Just read an email from my ex-supervisor in Melbourne. She told me her son and daughter were like having holiday in their primary school. They only need to bring one note book and one baseball jacket to school! And their homeworks are fun! Putting up a stall in a market, design a car, prepare speech for public speaking, prepare a board game etc. Compared with what we did during our primary school, I feel so ashamed.

What did we do? Hundreds of maths questions and one beat for one wrong answer every day. Book review from the same book over and over again because we only had limited library books. Memorizing formulas, country history and vocabs as if we'll become genius the moment we graduated from the school. Write essays in 3 types of languages even though you don't even know what you should write about.

Of so many subjects I took in primary school time, I prefer the music class. We played all sorts of musical instruments vary from the triangle instrument to vertical flute. And the singing part was my favourite. Sang along with the teacher's piano =)

Malaysian kids have no life. No life at all.

Negativity

If you're in a very bad mood. Please do not continue reading. Coz I scare my negativity will make yours worse.




Finally I know how to describe my feelings towards the break up already.

I feel I'm abandoned.

Like I'm a diseased patient who can spread the disease around. Or maybe a life-threatening alien who is destined to kill everyone in the world.

Normal relationships ended mostly because of arguments or lost of feelings, but mine... My relationship ended because maybe he think I'm an alien. So, he wants to toss me far far away from his responsibility so that no one will blame him for keeping a life-threatening alien with him. And then regretted and said "I don't mean to leave you. But you're an alien. Sorry".

And then... End of story.

No matter how he wants to be friend with this alien after all these nightmares, she is already hurt. She already feel abandoned.

Sigh... The more I think about it the more I feel hurt.

I should stop thinking about all these nonsense already.


Off to cook tomyam fried rice. Food makes me feel better. Ciao.

A new older me =P

I don't mind being old mentally but I do mind being old physically. Hehe.

I've worked out my new year resolution few days ago. But I'm not gonna reveal it here just in case I didn't make it at the end of the year. Hehe.. But I'll stamp the list in front of my desk to remind myself.

Oklah. I'll reveal one. Since I'm very Korean intoxicated now. I love the complicated grammar of Korean language, the jokes from Korean entertainment show MCs, not forgetting Korean dramas, Korean courtesy, Korean BBQ beef, Korean kimchi, Korean actors and the list goes on... So, I've finally picked up some Korean self learning books I bought long time ago. Now study until second chapter only. Hope I manage to understand Korean language (especially the grammar part) when I finish the book. Muahaha.. Is it possible? So, this is one of my new year target. To at least reach intermediate level of Korean language. Hehe.

Today went out with Chee Hui and she told me she joined Tzuchi Foundation (慈济) as a volunteer. I was motivated. So I went to join as well. Yet to spread my love to the needies but I feel reborn already!



I feel my steps are heavier. My breath is, too. My mind older. My heart warmer. =)

Cooking in progress

Recently because of insufficient funding for this month, I cook for my dinner! And for Audrey too.


Monday I cooked meehoon soup: Tasteless... Urgh.. But Audrey think it's nice.

Tuesday I cooked porridge with sausages: Still tasteless. But Audrey still think it's nice.

Today I cooked Thai fried rice: Taste nice! Hehe.. both me and Audrey love it. But actually the Thai flavour was from an instant flavouring powder. Keke. Now I'm overwhelmed with the satisfaction from cooking a nice fried rice. Haha.

On the Nth day of 2009

On the first day of 2009, I went to Midvalley with Zhuang, Mei and my aunts. Had a healthy spaghetti carbonara without cream at Yogitree and then indulged myself with a very creamy mocha frappuccino at Starbucks afterwards.

On the second day of 2009, I went back to my previous home to do some errands and found that I miss the laughter of those innocent kids in the swimming pool just right outside my room window. And I miss the swimming pool, too.

On the third day of 2009, I watched a very heartwarming movie, Ip Man. About the legend of China's Wing Chun kungfu during the Second Sino-Japanese War. Something inside was feeling relieved when those Japanese were beaten up. Got myself a cardigan, too. Whose shopping genes do I inherited from? I dunno.

On the fourth day of 2009, I'll be celebrating WY's birthday. Another indulging moment again with pasta and all.

On the fifth day of 2009, I'll be broke and start to cook dinner to work towards my new year resolution-- saving money.